Kit Kelen #1057 - shrine for all faiths and the faithless

1057

shrine for all faiths and the faithless

for godsbother

you will be the last straw

flimsy as whimsy

as breeze would bear off

green to the gills

and growing

all ways at once

you are

built from my imagination

never by the book

let me address you

icons for all aches

ancestors come

see this ghost of a world

we have swum for

look out

pore over

an ocean of now

we can't quite picture it either

still build the shrine

it's a letterbox

there isn't a place

but off on foot

or under wings

in cowslip's bell

music comes to us

where we are

some kind of weather is required

to justify a roof

a sun for worship

leaf tip glint

mud minded

are we mired with fear?

is that the lesson god?

catch breath there

palms pressed

no need to mumble over words

still we're

carried up off and away

Santa and bunny

seraph and cherub

nobody died for you

they couldn't

and every body did

take your dinner for instance

every ghost is holy

and shall we say 'all souls'?

the tree stood here

was ages

can you love beyond it?

have you further roots?

cast doubt

because you're here

hello

yes all of us we are

respect

for who was here before

who've come

forgive the wrongs we are

amends will bless us then

sing the thing

so you'll be angel to it too

drink!

my friends

shrine is our source

our welcoming

be refugees

if we have come

be everyone here home